REMI
the alchemist
there's a feeling i get when i look to the west,
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
& my spirit is crying for leaving.
Frowning slightly, Remi eyes the herald silently. Theirs had never been an overly intimate relationship such that the Lullaby felt no inclination to reach out and give the raggedy bundle any sort of reassurance or affection. Instead, he just nodded. "If you need me to do anything..." Trailing off, Remi can only shrug. He was Ludo's to command, after all.
Laughing humourlessly, Remi smiles almost apologetically. "Ah, but if you had killed me all those times in the past, who would you beat at Hanged Man?" The Lullaby wonders, thinking how much easier things must have been for Ludo when he was nothing but a naively optimistic fool.
"I am sure."
Laughing humourlessly, Remi smiles almost apologetically. "Ah, but if you had killed me all those times in the past, who would you beat at Hanged Man?" The Lullaby wonders, thinking how much easier things must have been for Ludo when he was nothing but a naively optimistic fool.
"I am sure."
in my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
& the voices of those who stand looking.
& the voices of those who stand looking.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
